Don Fermin

Zambayonny
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Cuando los libros que todavia no existen

When the books that still do not exist

Cuenten la historia de este rincón

Tell the story of this corner

Van a olvidarse ya lo se de Don Fermin

They will forget, I already know, about Don Fermin

Por eso ahora mejor lo recuerdo yo

That's why now I'd better remember him

El que los viernes asaltaba su bodega

The one who raided his cellar on Fridays

Encendia su pipa favorita

Lit his favorite pipe

Y se pagaba la visita de una pebeta

And paid a visit to a girl

Que podia ser su nieta...pero no era

Who could have been his granddaughter... but wasn't


Viejo de mierda decian

Shitty old man, the shitty old ladies said

las viejas de mierda cuando lo veian

When they saw him

salir a la puerta vestido de fiesta

Coming out to the door dressed up for a party

sin tener a donde ir

Without having anywhere to go

Y Don Fermin se reia y a veces fingia que las perseguia

And Don Fermin laughed and sometimes pretended to chase them

Y las viejas entraban corriendo a su casa sin quererse ir

And the old ladies ran into his house without wanting to leave


Cuando derrumben la casa en que vivia

When they demolish the house where he lived

Y pongan alguna pijeria al paso

And put some bullshit establishment in its place

Van a olvidarse ya lo se de Don Fermin

They will forget, I already know, about Don Fermin

Porque el progreso no le canta a los fracasos

Because progress doesn't sing to failures

En esos tiempos que enviudaban las mujeres

In those times when women became widows

El enviudo en el hospital de los infiernos

He became a widower in the hospital of hells

Y estuvo sin hablar con nadie tantos meses

And he went months without speaking to anyone

Que hasta el tipo se creyo que estaba muerto

That even the guy believed he was dead


Viejo de mierda decian

Shitty old man, the shitty old ladies said

las viejas de mierda cuando lo veian

When they saw him

salir a la puerta vestido de fiesta

Coming out to the door dressed up for a party

sin tener a donde ir

Without having anywhere to go

Y Don Fermin se reia y a veces fingia que las perseguia

And Don Fermin laughed and sometimes pretended to chase them

Y las viejas entraban corriendo a su casa sin quererse ir

And the old ladies ran into his house without wanting to leave


Cuando se pasen por las bolas la memoria

When they ignore memory completely

Como revancha tanta cancha de baldio

As a revenge, so many abandoned fields

Sembrando historia por ganarle tierra al rio

Sowing history to win land from the river

Sera como si nunca hubiesemos vivido

It will be as if we had never lived

Por eso escribo esta cancion a un amigazo

That's why I write this song to a great friend

Que es igual que si el me la escribiera a mi

It's as if he were writing it to me

Para romperles las pelotas con un fiasco

To annoy them with a fiasco

Cuando le salga campeon el porvenir

When the future becomes champion


Viejo de mierda decian

Shitty old man, the shitty old ladies said

las viejas de mierda cuando se moria

The shitty old ladies when he died

en la misma vereda que las perseguia

On the same sidewalk that he used to chase them

ahora quien se va a reir...

Now who's going to laugh...

¿?

?

de tanto morir cogoteando la cara

From so much dying neck-deep in the face

contra la tristeza que habita en la misa y no deja dormir...

Against the sadness that dwells in the mass and won't let us sleep...

Moderated by Lucia Flores
Tegucigalpa, Honduras December 11, 2024
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